Текст Hands Like Houses – Don’t Look Now, I’m Being Followed. Act Normal
Текст:
Is this the edge of the world?
We chased the horizon down ’til it hung beneath our feet
Now I’m drifting blind
All I know is we can’t move closer
And I’ve never seen the lights of the north
The constellations are so unfamiliar
We followed far, as far as this machinery takes us
To some imaginary place where the compass shifts
And our lips drift to our cheeks
Is this the edge of the world?
All I know is we can’t move closer
And I’ve never seen the lights of the north
The constellations are so unfamiliar
Searching for some apparent place
Where floated needles decide the way
I’d dig in my heels but I might crack the ice
Give me some solid ground
The frost is sinking in
In my cheeks, in my chest, in my fingertips
Desperation, we name every cape beyond the last
Frozen senseless, every day is a winter solstice
The view’s a wonder, but I can’t take it in
(Is this the edge of the world?)
And I’ve never seen the lights of the north
The constellations are so unfamiliar
Sun, make canvas of coastlines, so I know where I stand
Make canvas of coastlines, so I know where I stand
Sun, make canvas of coastlines, so I know where I stand
Make canvas of coastlines
I’ve never seen the lights of the north
So unfamiliar
So unfamiliar
So unfamiliar
So unfamiliar
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Hands Like Houses – Hands Like Houses - Ground Dweller
